Luyện nghe bài hát Did He Jump/Unfree Child/Mommy's Gone

Who was that on the ledge?
Did he jump or was he
He left a note no one read
In desperate the note just said:
"Never my back on society
turn is back on me.
Never once to drop out,
I couldn't get in from the start."

The all played clever games
The gave them clever names
Turned them all from young
On to the drug
Feed T.V. everyday
Teach them just how should play
For the ones start to stray
Cut off till they obey

Our little friend was not the
To want to have to stand and
Bully boys all could
Upon the lonely kid
The grown ups all hard and long
Said "He's got two he can stand on"
We never the sickly ones
The ones are much more fun

He found it to socialize
Cause he laughed or want he cried
In the wrong he'd be chastised
An idiot to be
Never to play the game the way
your supposed to play
Never the things to say
Or lock safe away

Who was on the window ledge?
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a which no one read
In desperate hand the note said:
"Never turn my back on
turn is back on me.
All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong."
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It be me I don't belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong"

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The unfree child is of woe
Into the unfree he will grow
Have children of is own
On and on and so it

Take your hands off your genitals
Eat those and grow up strong
Don't piss it's very naughty
Stephen, don't you shine
Don't now we are talking
Not a less you disgrace
There's listening
Don't us
And never let us catch you

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I was a baby my mummy told me
If I was a bad boy would scold me
When I was a baby my mummy
If I was a good boy I would be

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your I'm not to be respected
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the values that you hold and the way you see

My mummy's
To a where I can't go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and three suits
My gone
My mummy's

When I was a little girl my mummy me
Had to make an effort to make myself
Got to get a husband, got to a baby
Got to be a credit to the of the family

Mummy, daddy, what more you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
Take you on but I'm one reflection
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a place I can't go
A place that's cloaked in thy
Of identity
Supermarkets and three suits
My gone
My gone

Now that I'm older, I know that you me
But I don't hold it against you, though it damage me
I you're a victim just just like me
You can feel the just just like me

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
Take you on but I'm just one
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a place I can't go
A that's cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and pike suits
My gone
My gone